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THE PHANTOM. 



A DRAMA, 



IN TWO ACTS 



BY DION BOURCICAULT, 



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ACTHOR OF " LoSDO!f ASSCRANCB," " Old TIeIDS AND ToUNO TTkARTS," " TD* COH- 

•iCAK Brotiikrs," "Faust and Margarrt," "Louis thk Elbvknth," 

"The Young ^^ctrbss," "Janet TRtDE," •*Th8 rHASTOii," 

"The Irish Ubirbss," "Love in a &£aze," 

"Andy Blake." 



This Play forms No. 165 of French's Edition of the Standard Drama. 



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NEW YORK : 
SAMUEL FRENCH, 

121 Nassau Street. 



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1857. 




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On the 22d of OctoTjcr, 185?., an announcement appeared in the bills of Bar- 
ton's Theatre, informing the public of New Yo;k that Miss Agnt.s Robertson 
would make her first appearance in the United States on that occasion. This 
was the first time that the name ever readied our ears. She came unheralded, 
unpuffod, and rose above the horizon as noiselessly as a star in the heavens. 
The piece in which she appeared was 

THE YOUNG ACTRESS, 

A MUSICAL INTERLUDB, BY DION BOURCICAULT, 

Altei-cd from an old piece called tliG " Manager's Daughter." 
This drama was cntircl}'^ re-written, and it formed the framework for a num- 
ber of exquisitely drawn portraits, possessing all the life-like vigor of coloriii; 
and careful outline, which diitinguishes the genius of the author of "Loado; 
Assurance." 

After a career of three months in New York, where she had gathered around 
her a host of admirers, she went to Boston in January, 1854, and made her 
celebrated debut at the Boston iMuseum. The excitement caused by her per- 
formances spread throughout the city and environs; it gained the neighboring 
villages, towns and cities, and special trains were run to bring thousands to wit- 
ness this exquisite actress. The engagement was prolonged from two to four _ 
weeks, then to six, and subsequently to eight weeks. By this time ilia -farore 
had become beyond all precedent. The tickets of admission were sold at eCn. 
premium of five and six dollars each, and at her benefit, the last night of her 
engagement, the applicants for scats blocked up ihe access to the theatre and 
the street in front. The manager, Mr. Moses Kimball, induced Miss Robertson 
to prolong licr performances fur the ninth wepk, and within four hom's, such 
was the crowd that every scat in the theatre was bought up for the ensuing 
week. Such was the enthusiasm created by Miss Robertson amongst the ladies 
of Boston, that her promenades through the streets were beset with crowds 
who followed her fiom place to place. The corridors of the Trcmont Ilouj-e, 
where she resided, were blockcl up with fair admirers, who fairly invaded her 
aijarlments. The childlike grace, and sweetness of manner, with which she 
received all these honors, that fell so suddenly and thickly upon her, won 
more licarts to lier cause than the exquisite power of her acting on the stage. 
During this engagement, in which Mr. Kimball, the manager, netted something 
''ke twenty thousand dollars. Miss Robertson appeared in 

ANDY BLAKE ; 

OR, THE IRISH DIAMOND, 

A DRAMA IN TWO ACT.S, Bl' DION B )UI{CICAULT, 
Founded on the celebrated Frencli piece, "Z.e Gamin de Parish 
" "'iiance of the Irish boy was a beautiful creation, and drew from 
1 smiles of sympathy. From Boston Miss Robertson went 



Bourcicoult s Sramatic tDork0, 

FORMING THE REPERTOIRE OF 

MISS AGNES ROBERTSON 

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THE PHANTOM: 



A DRAMA, IN TWO ACTS. 



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Author of " London Assurance;^ " Old Heads and Young Hearts, 
" The Willow Copse,'' '« Used Up,'' " Love in a Maze,'' " The 
^^^.^b^Hciress," ^^ Andy Blake," ^^ The Young Actress," 
■■ ^\ \ ; ■ , " The Corsican Brothers," " The Phan- 
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^^^.iT""^"^^ to Act of Congress, in the Year One llousand Ei^ht Hundred and Fifty-Six by Drov 
BouKc,c.„„. u. the aerk's Office of the District Cooxt of the United States, for the SoutherL L^;;;* 



ofXewYork. 



NEW-YORK 

1856. 



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CAST OF THE CHARACTERS, d^-c. 



As Produced at Wallack's Theatre, New Yoi'k City. 

CHARACTERS. 

The Phantom Mr. Dion Bourcicault. 

Lord Albert Clavering " J. B. Howe. 

Sir Hugh Neville, of Graystock " Ralton. 

Sir Guy Musgrave " Etynge. 

Ralph Gwynnc '' Levere 

Davy " T. B. Johnstone. 

Lucy Peveryl Miss Agnes Robertson. 

Ellen " Alleyne. 

'Maude " Ada Clare. 

Janet Mrs. H. P. Grattan. 

Alan Rahy Mr. Dion Bourcicault. 

Colonel Rahy " Ralton. 

Edgar, {his nephew,) " J. B. Howe. 

L>r. Reese " Burnett. 

Curate " Paul. 

Corporal Stump " Peters. 

Ada Rahy Miss Agnes Robertson. 

Jenny Mrs. L. H. Allen. 



Notice. — Any manager permitting this work to be performed in his 
theatre without the written permission of the Author, is liable to a 
penalty of not less than one hundred Dollars for each performance — in 
conformity with the new copyright act for the protection of Dramatic 
Authors. 



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ACT I. 

Scene I. — Room in a Welsh Inn. 
Enter Davy and Janet, from r. n., in flat. 

Davy. [Off at door as he enters.^ Good-bye, neighbors, good-bye. 

Janet. So. Davy, we are married. [JDovm l. 

' Davy. Yes, I'm a bride — a blushing bride — I confess I feel a little 
nervous ; you have been married before — it is no novelty to you. 

Janet. Don't fear, Davy, you'll make an excellent husband — you have 
only one fault. 

Davy. I am a coward ; I could not bear to be alone in the dark, but 
you pointed out a remedy I never should have thought of " Davy," 
says you, "marry me and you'll never be alone in the dark again." 

Janet. Be off with you to the stable, lock up all round, and then we 
will spend our wedding evening like a pair of pigeons. 

Davy. {Aside.'] I don't know how it is, but I feel a little nervous. 

[J. distant peal of thunder 

Janet. Hark ! a storm is coming down the mountain — make hasto 
back. Oh, Davy, there is nothing so dehghtful as making love under 
cosy shelter in a thunder storm. 

Davy. Listen, I hear the clatter of a horse's hoofs — it can't be a cus. 
tomer. [Runs up. 

Janet. A customer? Love gives way to duty — business before plea- 
sure ; we have not got a shilling in the house. 

Davy. It is Miss Lucy Peveryl, and quite alone, and her horse is 
covered with foam — whoa ! ho ! she leaped that stone wall like a deer. 

Janet. Miss Lucy, the daughter of Col. Peveryl, our landlord. 

[M^lsic. 

Davy. She leaps from her horse ; here she is. This way, my lady — 
this way. 

Enter Lucy, u. d. 

Lticy. My good people, I seek the shelter of your roof; a storm is 
coming down the mountains, and I rode to the nearest refug 
Davy. Take a chair, miss ? 

Lucy. I thank you. [Aside to Janet.] Send your husband away. 
Janet, Run, Davy, take the lady's horse to the stable. 



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Davy. I'll give him the biggest feed he ever got, in honor of my vi^ed- 
ding day. \_Exit-, R d. f., and off i,. 

Lucy, (l.) Are we alone 1 

Janet, (r.) Yes, miss ; how can I serve you 1 

Lucy. You are a v>'oman, and by your face, I should say, a generous 
and brave one. I love one who is outlawed and unhappy, a price is set 
upon his head. Unknown to ray father, I consented to meet my lover 
this evening, and bid him farewell. 

Janet. Stop I — is he not a tall, fair young man, pale and sorrowful 1 

Lucy. The same ; it is my cousin, Roland Peveryl. 

Janet. He slept here last night, and not three hours ago be went to 
stroll into the mountains. 

Lucy. 'Tis there I have promised to meet him, at sundown, in the 
ruins of Raby Castle. 

Janet. [Tern/Led.] The ruins of Raby ! 

Lucy. You utter the words with horror. 

Janet. Do you not know the fearful story of that place 1 

Re-enter Davy, d. f. 

Lucy. Hush ! [Sits r. h. 

Davy, (r.) Oh, Janet ! there's such luck on our wedding day ; ^ 
great cavalcade of nobles and ladies are riding down the road towards 
our inn ; the storm is rising fast — hey 1 it's an ill wind that blows no- 
body any good. [Crosses to l , Janet goes up, r. h. 

Lucy. Strangers ! \_She covers her face with, her veil. 

Davy. Here thy come. 

Music. — Enter Loan Clavering, Nevil of Greystock, Ralph 
GwYNiVE, Sir Guy Musgrave, Ellen, Maude, &c., c. d. 

Lord C. Just escaped ! So, hostess, I fear that we are besieged for 
the night Can you give us room 1 

Janet. I'll do my best, but it will be a tight fit , the two rooms, up- 
stairs, will suit the ladies. This room will, perhaps, do, your noble 
lordships ; your followers can have the lofts — my husband can sleep in 
the stable. 

Davy. [Coming down, r.] On my wedding night! I can't sleep 
with the horses. 

Janet. Silence, you fool ! Business before pleasure. [Davy goes up. 

Lord C. But this lady. [Bows and crosses to Lucy.] I hope we do 
not incommode her. 

Janet. iSo, my lord, she is going. 

Lucy. [Rising, and withdrawing her veil.'] Lord Clavering ! [Crosses 
toe. 

Lord C. Miss Lucy Peveryl ! 

Maud. ) T , 

Ellen. ^Lucy! 

Lucy. My friends, heaven sent you at this moment to aid me. 

Lord C. Command us. 

Lucy. My cousin Roland, my betrothed, is a fugitive ; I dare not tell ' 
my father that, for days he has been concealed in this neighborhood, \ 
seeking an occasion to bid me farewell, ere he left England forever. ^ 






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Lord C. Not forever, lady. The followers of Cromwell are out-Iawed, 
but King Charles the Second is a gentle prince, and will forgive. 

Liicy. Heaven grant it ! Now, gentlemen, to your honor I confide 
his life. He awaits me in the ruins of Rahy ; — who will escort me 
there ? 

Maud. All !— 'and we too. flear Lucy, for it must not be said that the 
daughter of Colonel Peveryl met her lover in solitude 

Lord C. Why should we not pass the night there 1 — there is still 
shelter in the ruined chambers. 

Sir G. [r. corner^ Ay, — why should we not take up provisions and 
wine, and make a night of it \ 

Davy. \^Doicn c] I will tell you ; because no one ever sought a 
night's shelter in the ruins of Raby Castle, that ever lived to see the 
morning. 

All. How! 

Janet. \^D<non r.] It is true. 

Vary. A terrible mystery dwells there. 

Kcvil. It is a den of robbers. 

Dary. No ; — the pallid bodies that have been found there, were not 
murdered for their gold. 

Sir G. Murdered ! 

Davy. Listen, gentlemen ; — within the ruins of Raby dwells some 
terrible thins — man or fiend ! \_Thundcr.'] Oh, Lord ! 

Lord C. Speak out, man. 

Davy. No traveller that knows the road will ever venture near that 
spot after nightfall ; but strange wayfarers, benighted in the storm, 
have wandered to its fatal shelter, and the next morning they are 
found 

Lord C. Dead ? 

Davy. Each with a wound in his throat in the right side, from which 
they have evidently bled to death ; — but no blood is spilt around, the 
face is white and fixed, as if it had died of horror. {Thunder. 

Lucy. .-\nd he, my betrothed, Roland is there. 

Lord C. Can you lend credence to such a story 1 

Lucy. I know not ; — but a feeling of terror creeps over me. 

Sir G. So it does over me. 

Lo^d C. What say you, gentlemen, does not this story prick your 
curiosity 1 

Maud. It will be delightful ; the gentlemen can sit up and guard us, 
— quite romantic I A haunted castle ! 

Sir G. It will be like sleeping in a stable full of nightmares. 

Lucy. Let us not delay — the storm still holds off. 

Ncvil. But who is to guide us to the spot 1 

Janet. Heres my husband, will do it gladly. 

Davy. Me I Do you want me to get my throat cut on my wedding 
night ? 

Janet. You fool ! did you not hear that they will take up a stock of 
provisions ; we shall make a guinea by it at least. 

Davy. And you'll be made a widov/ at least. 

Lord C. Come, Davy, there's five guineas for your guidance. 



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Janet. [Takes the money.] Thank you, my lord ; I'd be made a 
widow of every day for half the money. 

\^Exeunt all the party, e. d. f. — Music. 

Davy. I shan't go. {Sit.'i r.] Not all the money in Wales could 
tempt me to approach the ruins after nightfall. 

Janet. Davy, I must cure you of cowartlice. You will take up these 
baskets of provisions, and return to my arms like a hero. 

Davy. Like a ghost, you mean. 

Janet. I shall love you to distraction for the dangers you run. 

Davy. Yes — I would run like the devil. 

Nevil. [Looks in at r. d. f.] Come, Mr. Landlord, we are waiting for 
you to guide us. [Disappears. 

Janet. He is coming, my lord. Now, Davy, take these baskets, 

Davy. I shan't. 

Janet. You won't ! — Davy, do you know^ how I answered my late 
dear departed husband when he said " I won't 1 " 

Davy, No, and I don't care. 

Janet. [Pulling a slick out of a broom.} Here was my system ! I'm a 
woman of few words and no nonsense. 

Davy. On my wedding night. 

Janet. After any little dispute I laid him up for a week. I called it 
gout, but it was broomstick. 

Davy. I'm going. Oh, when I consented to become a bride, I had 
my fears, but I never contemplated such a nuptial proceeding as this. 

[Exit D. in F. vnth baskets. 

Scene II. A rocky path in Snowdon leading to Baby Castle. Stage 
one half dark. 

Enter Lord Clavering and Lucy, l. h. 

Lord C. The road is steep ; lean upon my arm, lady, [Lightning. 

Lucy. See — yonder are the ruins — I saw them by that flash of light- 
ning. 

Lord C. The storm holds off — shall we not rest awhile ? 

Lucy. No, I will rest only in Roland s arras ; he awaits me there, let 
us on. 

Lord C. [Crossing to r.] See, already some of our party have gained 
the castle, their torches light up the battlements. 

Lucy. Then he knows that I am coming. Dear, dear Roland, at least 
he shall bear away with hi:n the assurance of my unalterable love. 

Lord C. You are a noble and daring girl, Miss Peveryl, and I would 
give one half my life, if I could find such a heart as yours to render the 
other half proud and happy. [Exeunt, R. h. 

Enter Sir Guy and Davy, l. h. 

Davy. I have lost my way, let ns turn back ; the storm will reach us 
ere we gain the ruins. I don't like this expedition. I wish I had re- 
mained behind 

Ralph. [Outside, r.] Hillo ! 



THE PHANTOM. 7 

Sir G. See, there is Ralph Gwynne on yonder rock ; ah, they have 
found the castle. 

Duvi/. That's riifht, then you don't need me any more. I wish you a 
very good night ; Til come up and bury you in the morning. 

Enter Nevil, l. h. 

NevV. Quick — on to the ruins — what is the matter ? 

Sir G. The rain has come down on the mountain, the torrent has 
swollen its banks and the bridge was carried away almost under my 
feet. 

Davy. The bridge gone! then how am I to get home on my wedding 
night 1 

Nivil. You must pass it along with us in Raby Castle — I am sorry 
for the charming maiden, your bride. 

Daty. -\'o, Fm the charming maiden in this case, she was married 
before. 

Sir G. I wish I had remained behind! 

Ralph. [Outsvie.] HiUo ! 

Maud. [Outside.'] Hillo ! ! 

Ncxil. [Crossing to "R.. n^^ See, they have gained the castle, I see 
their torches flashing through the ruins. [Thunder and lig/itnino-,] And 
here comes the storm. Quick, away. [JSxit Nevil and Siu Guv, r. h. 

Dan/. Here's a delightful night I My married life presents to my 
bewildered gaze a perfect forest of broomsticks, and I have the pleasant 
prospect of getting my throat cut on my wedding night — I might as 
well have married Blue-Beard ! [Exit u. h,, 1 e. 

Scene III. The ruins of Raby Castle — The Chapel — C. arch. — Set 
doors, R. and l. h. — A hat and rapier leans against Flat, l. h. — 
Tabic and benches r. h. 

Entey Ralph Gwynxe, holding a torch ; he ascends the stairway at back. 

Ralph. Hillo ! this way ! follow me ! 

Nevil, Sir Guy, Maud and Ellen ascend stair and advance. 

Nevil. Bravo ! this chamber will serve us for a supper room — the 
roof is good. 

Maud. Where is Lord Clavering 1 
Lord C. [ Without.] Hdlo ! 
Ellen. Here he comes. 

Enter Lord Clavering and Lucy. 

Lord C. What a strange place! 

Lucy. Where is he — where is Roland ? 

Ralph. We have searched the ruins in every part, except this floor. 

Lucy. He is not here. 

Nevil. [Looking in L. h. chajnber.] Here is a room — how dismal ! — 
There goes an old owl out at the window. 

Ralph. [Looking in u. h. chamber.] This is a bed-chamber, yonder is 
a gloomy looking couch. 



8 THE PHANTOM. 

Sir G. Hollo! what's here'? Somebody has recently occupied this 
room, here is a hat and rapier. 

Lord C. Ha ! let me see them. 

Lucy. 'Tis Roland's sword I — see, there is his cypher on the hilt. 

Lord C. Then calm your fears — he cannot be far. You see he has 
gained the castle, he is sheltering somewhere in its vast ruins. 

Zuc2/. Pardon me, but I feel a presentiment of some terrible calamity; 
it weighs upon my heart, as if some evil had befallen him ! 

[Lucy and Lord C. go up to window Flat. The servants lay the 
table, n. h. 

Sir G. What a dismal hole ! 

Mien. It is not romantic. 

Nevil. Where is the supper 1 Where's Davy 1 

Enter Davy, c, very pale, with baskets. 

Davy. Here I am in a cold perspiration — I am sure my hair must be 
turning gray — my heart feels like a jelly ! 

Nevil. Here — give us the supper. 

Davy. Take it, and let me say my prayers before I'm murdered. 

Lord C. [ Waving a torch ] Roland ! Roland ! 

Davy. Lord I — what's that 1 

Ralph. Fool 1 it's only Lord Albert calling from the balcony for young 
Roland Peveryl. 

Davy. I thought it was the devil calling for me. 

Lucy. Roland ! Roland ! 

Nevil. There 1 all is ready. Come, Lord Albert. 

Lord C. [Advancing J Fear not, dear lady, your betrothed hath wan- 
dered from the path, and is sheltered in some mountain cave. 

Ellen. The storm is passing, he will soon be here. 

L^lcy. No, no, a feeling of terror chngs to my heart, but do not let 
me detain you from supper or spoil your festivities. 

Lord C. W^ill you not join us 1 

Lucy. Oh ! pardon me, I cannot. 

Lord C. Away then ; Davy, guide our servants to the rooms above, 
and prepare some shelter where the ladies may sleep. 

Davy. Sleep ! Oh, Lord I what strong minded women they must be, 
who could sleep in the ruins of llaby Castle! 

[Exit with servants, c. and off, l. h. 

Nevil. And while we sup let one of our party mount guard upon yon- 
der stairway. I will take the post as sentinel. [Stands c. at hack. 

Lord C. Come, ladies, bumpers — why, Musgrave, you look pale, you 
actually tremble — have you caught the fears of that booby 1 

Bir G. N-no ! — only caught a cold in my head. 

Lord C. Our adventure to-night reminds me of a strange story at- 
tached to a ruined castle in Germany. 

All. I^et us hear i^.. 

Lord C. It is a ghost story, ladies, and a fearful one, I promise you ; 
fill and listen. It is now three years ago that while travelling in Bohe- 
mia I passed just such a night as this in the ruins of an old feudal cas- 
lle, which had the reputation of bekig haunted. 



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Ha-ph. By the murdered bride of some rascally old baron 1 

Lord C No — by a strange being, whom they call a vampire. 

AU. A vampire ! 

Lord C. Ave — the peasantry of the neighborhood declared that a 
phantom of this kind inhabited the ruin, and fed upon the benighted 
travellers who sought shelter there. 

Sir G A^hat the devil was it like 1 

Lord C. It was a human being, who had died some fifty years before, 
but who had made a compact with the fiend to revive him after death. 
By some terrible means a false life was instilled into the corpse, which 
moves and speaks, but no warm blood circulated in the monster's veins, 
all within was still as death. 

JVcvil. [Up at c. D.] But on what does he live 1 

Lord C. On human blood ! Upon the lives of others, he recruits 
his terrible existence. 

Zuci/. He comes not — oh I Roland, my heart is sick with fear. 

[Music. 

Sir G. Give me a bumper of Burgund}'. 

Ralph. What a dreadful story I — Can it be true 1 

Lord C. True! — Impossible I — It is but the creation of a diseased 
brain. 

Ncvil. Alert ! — I see a dark figure moving amongst the ruins below. 

Lord C. It may be Roland I 

Lucy. Roland ! 

Nevil. As the flashes of the lightning gkam upon him, he seems by 
his garb to be a Puritan ! He mounts the ruined stair! 

Lord C. To arms, gentlemen ! [1\evil advances doicn. 

Enter Alax Raby, c. d. 

Lord C. Who art thou ? 

Alan. I am a stranger, benighted in the storm. I heard that a noble 
company had sought shelter here — I come to claim your hospitality. 

All. A Puritan ! 

Alan. Aye, a Puritan — one who has been your foe. [Thunder and 
Ughtning\ But on a night like this, may we not be at peace \ 

Lord C. You are welcome, sir. [Alan advances. 

Sir G. What a strange figure ! [Gets to \.. H. 

Ncvil. (l. c.) Do you remark the unnatural pallor of his counten- 
ance 1 

Lord C. May we ask whom we have the honor to entertain 1 

Alan. My name is Gervase Roodwook, a poor gentleman, and a 
stranger to these mountains — in the darkness of the storm, I lost the 
path, and thus became a suppliant to your courtesy. 

Lord C. V/e have just supped, sir — I pray you be seated. I will 
hold you company. [He-enter Davy, c] Ha ! Davy, kindle a fire — take 
our guest's cloak and hat and dry them 

Davy. Yes, my Lord. I tremble in every limb at every turn in this 
infernal caslle. I expect to find myself face to face with the spectre — 
with the — the — the — oh, Lord I 

[As he takes Alan's cloak, and as Ah. k^ hands his hat, Davy catches 
a glimpse of his face and staggers hack. 



10 THE PHANTOM. 

Sir G. (l. H.) What's the matter? 

Davy. (l. c.) Sir — sir — do you know — this — gentleman 1 

Sir G. No — do you I 

Davy. N — no — that is — yes — I — T — oh, it cannot be ! 

Nevil. (h. corner.) What do you mean ? 

Davy. [Looking at Alan.] Ten years ago the Lord of this castle. Sir 
Alan Raby, was slain in this very room. I saw him once when I was 
a child, and he — he was exactly like 

Sir G. Who 1 

Davy. [Recoiling.'] N — n — nobody ! 

Lord C. Pardon this fellow, sir ; his terror drives him crazy. This 
castle, ten years ago, was the scene of an unnatural murder. It be- 
longed to Owen Raby, a noble cavalier, who fought bravely for King 
Charles, while Alan Raby, his younger brother, espoused the cause of 
Cromwell,, and became a Puritan. 

Davy. [ Watching x\lan.] I saw him once : I remember his black 
plume and cloak — not blacker than his heart — his bible hanging by 
chains from his belt, and his sword in his gripe. 

Lord C. Since the murder of Owen Raby by his brother, and the 
subsequent destruction of the castle by our troops, the peasantry 
imagine that the place is haunted. 

Davy. Yes, by the ghost of the murderer, who pursues his business 
upon all who seek shelter here. [Crosses to l. h. 

Lucy. [Rising — goes to Albert, c] My Lord, pardon my impor- 
tunity, but a shapeless terror haunts me — the presence of this stranger 
appals me — his gaze chills my heart. 

Lord C. Do not fear, you are safe with us. Come, be advised ; take 
some refreshment, you are weak. 

Nevil. Come, Davy, relate to us the particulars of the murder. 

Davy. I dare say this gentleman knows all about it. [Aside.] If I 
could hear him speak, I think I could recognise Alan Raby's voice. 

Lord C. It is now ten years ago since the deed was done. At mid- 
night the castle was surprised by a party of Puritans, headed by the 
younger brother, the sleeping garrison were butchered 

Davy. In yonder cliamber Sir Owen Raby slept. [Points l.] The 
mark of his blood is still upon the floor where he fell, run through the 
heart by his brother Alan. 

Sir G. But the murderer met his doom 1 

Lord C. One year afterward the castle was attacked and stormed by 
the Royalist forces, and the fratricide was taken, 

Davy. Yes, in this very room, they seized him by the neck and 
hurled him headlong from yonder window. 

Nevil. There is a precipice beneath of untold depth. 

Davy. Then they set fire to the castle and blew up the battlements. 
The next day a search was made for Alan Raby's body on the rocks 
beneath, but no trace of it could be found. 

Lord C. Let us thank heaven that the civil war is ended, which 
arrayed brother against brother, and father against son. 

Alan. Amen to that prayer I 



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Davy. Eh! [Recoils in tar oi\\ Oh! that voice ! Falls on his knces.'\ 
Oh, sir — we're all dead men ! 

Lord 0. What do you mean ' 

Davy. Take my advice, sir, throw him out of yonder window — do, 
sir ! 

Lord C. Are you mad, fellow 1 

Davy. He is used to it. sir. 

Lord C. Be silent, fool 1 [Enlcr four servants with torches, c."] Come, 
ladies. I see that your place of rest for the nijiht is prepared — IVliss 
Pevcryl, you will occupy yonder apartment. ^Points r.] Gentlemen, 
the apartment beneath is at your service. I will remain in this room 
and keep watch, for although 1 do not believe in ghosts, I have a sound 
suspicion of robbers — so, good night, and pleasant dreams to all. 

{Music. — Ejcciint all c. d., Lucy r. h. 
Now\ Davy, leave me, I w-ould pass the night alone. [Points L. h.] 
There is the chamber yonder where you can sleep. 

Davy. That is Alan Raby's bed-room 1 

Lord C. Nonsense — I am weary of this folly — leave me. [Sits, R. h. 

Davy. Yes, my lord — I — I — am going. 

[ Goes towards the door — returns. 
Did your lordship call? 

Lord C. No — begone ! 

Davy. Yes — I am — I — [Goes to the room, and pushes open the door.] 
Lord ! how dark it is — I beg pardon, but you have not about you a 
morsel of candle — 

Lord C Away, I tell you — the moon will shortly rise, and you will 
have light enough. 

Dary. I am going — [In his absence of mind he takes iip the candle. 1 
Goodnight! — [^^okhC wrests candle from him.'\ Exactly — 1 beg par- 
don — I — feel I— I'm going — good night ! 

Lord C. Good night, Davy, good night ! 

Davy. [Goes, looks in and riturns.'^^ I forgot to say — good night. 

Lord C. Will you leave me 1 

Davy. Yes, my lord — don't you see — I am leaving you — I — ho ! ho 1 

[Sings. 
♦* Of all the birds that sing so sweet, 
When of an eventide, 
U})on the hawthorn bough they meet, 
To carol side by side !" 

[>S/n^s ven/ loud a-t he enters the chamber, to give himself courage. Mu- 
sic — a pause — D.vvv 75 heard to niter a shout from the chamber, l. h. 
Lord C. starts up — Davy runs in, his hair on end uiith terror — he falls 
on his knees, and clutches Lord C's arm. 

Lord C. How now 1 

Davy. There — there — 

Lord C. What — speak ! 

Davy. Somebody — 

Lord C. Some one in yonder chamber^ [Davy nods.'] Impossible! 



12 THE PHANTOM. 

Davy. Some one on the ground, I teil you. I was searching for a 
soft place to lie me down — I found what seemed to be a heap of 
clothes ; scarce had I settled myself to sleep upon it, when I found 
my pillow was a human corse. 

Lord C. Jf this alarm bu but the creation of your brain I will cut 
your coward ears oif. [Takes candle and goes tnto chatnber, l. h. 

Davy, ni take to my heels, while I have a whole skin — here's a 
wedding night ! l^JSxii^ c. d. 

lie-enter Lord C , ^ale and horror-struck. 

Lord C Horror! 'tis true — a marderous deed has been hastily done. 
Here lies young Roland Peveryl dead, a wound deep in his throat, but 
bloodless, and there he lay while we were feasting here, and she, too, 
wretched girl, whose fears I derided, she sleeps, sleeps there, while 
here her lover lies a corse — no, it must not be — she shall quit this fatal 
place. [A -prolonged cry is heard within Lucy's room.'l That cry ! It 
is her voice ! [^Another cry. 

iMcy. [Within.l Help me — help — 

Lord C. Perdition I she is not alone ! 

\^Throv>s down the candle., it is extinguished. Stage dark. Enter Lucy 

from her chamber — her hands clasp her neck, as she reels forward. 
Lucy ! Lucy ! 

Lucy. Help me — murd — [Falls dead in the arms of Lord C. 

Lord C. Murdered ! 
[Sir Alan Raby enters from Lucy's room, feeling his icay in the dark. 
Ha ! a form steals from her chamber ! 

[Draws a pistol and fires at Alan Raby. who utters a cry, and reeling 
foricard, falls across the Table. 
Enter Ralph, Sir Guy, Sir Hugh Neville, Ellen and Maude, 
also Servants, all with Torches. — Light Stage. 

Lord C. Rookwood ! 

Ala?i. What have you done "? I heard a cry, a cry for help — it came 
from a chamber next to that in which I slept ; J burst the door of com- 
munication, and entered only in time to see the niurderer escape — 
he fled by the window. I hurried hither to obtain assistance when — 
Ah! 

Lord C. I have murdered him ! 

[Ellen and Maud tend Lucy. — Group, l. h. 

Alaji. Aye, I die by your hand ! 

Lord C. Forgive me, sir, oh, forgive me ! Let not your blood lie 
upon my soul — for I am innocent of murder. [Kneels at Alan's /ee^ 

Alan. Stand apart. 

Lord C. Away ! [They all retreat. 

Alan. On one condition, I will forgive thee — one. 

Lord 0. Name it. 

Alan. By the tenets of the religious sect, whose faith I rigidly pro- 
fess, the dead must be consigned unto the grave with an especial 
ceremony, 



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13 



Lord C. I will perform it ! Speak I 

Alan. When I have breathed my last, let my body be conveyed 
amongst the peaks of Snowdon, and there exposed to the first rays of 
the rising moon, whicli touch the earth. 

Lord C. It shall be done. I swear it. 

Alaii. Enough ! I accept the oath ! ' [Dies. 

[Lord Clavering buries his face in his hands. — Picture, 



Scene IV. — The Rocky Pass, the same as in Sccjie II. 

Enter Davy, k. h. 

Davy. Oh, Lord — I have escaped from that horrible castle — I 
tumbled down stairs, scrambled over rocks, rolled over precipices, and 
here I am. Oh, here's a bridal night I here's nuptial bliss ! Oh, 
w^hat would I give to be at home, in bed — beside broomsticks, with my 
head under the clothes. 

Enter Sir Hugh Neville and Maude, r. h. 

Ncvil. Who's there ? 

Vary. [Falling on his knees.'\ Ah, he's after me, I'm a dead man ! 

Ncvil. Rise, you fool, and conduct us to the village. 

Davy. Eh ! how you frightened me — I thought it was the devil. 

Enter Sir Guv Musgrave, Ellen, and Ralph Gwynne, r. h. 

Nevil. Where is Lord Albert 1 

Sir G. We left him in the ruins — he said that he would guard the 
body of the untbrtunate puritan, until morning. 

Ellen. Oh, I am sick with fright ! Let us on to the village ; my 
heart is faint with terror. 

jVcvil. It has, indeed, been a night of terror to us all. 

I>«);y. Look ! [Poi7Us off, r. k] See — on yonder mountain path — 
see 

Ncvil. It seems like the figure of a man, struggling upwards to the 
peaks of Snowdon. 

Ralph. He bears some dark burthen in his .arms. 

Davy. 'Tis Lord Albert with the body of the Puritan. 

Ellen. What can be his purpose 1 

Sir G. To pitch him over into some chasm of the mountain. 

Davy. No ; — the grave has never yet been dug deep enough to hold 
Alan Raby ! 

Nevil. this fellow is mad with fear. Come, let us proceed to the 
village. 

Davy. Follow me — the road is dangerous ; one false step, and you 
roll down a thousand feet into the abyss. 

Sir G. The moon is rising, and we' soon shall have liirht enough 

Davy. This way. ° [Exeunt, l. h. 



14 THE PHANTOM. 

Scene V. — The Peaks of Snowdon. — No vegetation whatever is visible, 
but a sinister, tender, bluish light gives a desolate character to the scene. 
— On a ledge of rock, half scene high, Lord Clavering is discovered, 
loith the body of Alan Raby in his arms. — Music — He lays down the 
body on the ledge of rock, and then descends a winding goat track. 

Lord C. I have redeemed my oath ! Oh, let me hasten from this 

unearthly spot — this death-Uke solitude! [Disappears off, r. 

\^A pause. The moonlight is seen to tip the highest peaks and creeps 

down the mountain side ; it arrives at the ledge, and bathes the body 

o/Alan Raby ia a bright white light. — After a moment his chest 

begins to heave and his limbs to quiver, he raises his arm to his 

heart, and then, revived completely, rises to his full height. 

Alan. [Addressing the Moon.] Fountain of my life ! once more thy 

rays restore me. Death ! — I defy thee ! 

END OF ACT I. 



Scene I. — Hall in Raby Castle. \\ * 

Enter Corporal Stump, d. p. 
Stump. Hollo I — house — here — house! Is there nobody in this 
hotel ? Come in, Colonel Raby. 

Enter Col. Raby and Edgar, c. d. 

Col. (c.) The hotel seems to be deserted — can we find horses to carry 
us up the mountain '' 

Edgar. My dear Colonel, I know a goat track, that crosses the rocks, 
where often, when a boy, I descended from Raby Castle to this spot. 
Let us proceed on foot, and give old Dr. Rees a surprise. 

Col. Yes, you cunning dog — and steal a march upon Ada, also. 

Edgar. My heart bouods like a deer in my breast, and I long to 
clasp my dearest love, my betrothed, in my arms — go on, Colonel. 

Stump, I will see to the luggage and bring it after you to the 
castle. 

Col. Here is a letter to the curate of the village. Let all the tenants, 
with their families, assemble to-night in the halls of Raby Castle. Then 
Ada Raby shall receive fron) me the hand of the man v/hom her heart 
has chosen. 

Edgar. My dear uncle! [Embracing him] How can I express my 
gratitude 1 

Col. Try and walk it off. Exercise subdues every erhotion. Come, 
I am ready to back my case — hardened legs against your young limbs 
— even although winged with love. Let us ascend the mountain track. 

[Exit Edgar, c. d. 

Stump. Take care, Mr. Edgar — your wound is scarcely healed — the 
exertion 

Col. I forgot that. So — egad ! the young rascal is off like a stag 

[Exit Col. Raby, c. d. 



THE PHANTOM. 15 

Stiwip. There they ^o. Two fine, brave, and noble fellows as ever 
fought. But Where's Jenny ! My heart, also, bounds like a dumpling 
in a pot, and I long to clasp something or other. 

filler Jenny, l. h. 1 e. 

Jenny. A soldier ! 

Slump. Jenny 1 ! 

Jenny. What — Joel Joe Stump! [They embrace. 

Stump. How can I express my gratitude T [Kisses Aer.] Exercise 
subdues the emotions. 

Jenny. Law ! what a fine, handsome fellow you have grown, to be sure! 

Slump. Ain't I ? Five foot four, in my boots. 

Jenny Every day, since you left me, five years ago, I have gone up 
to the castle, to hear if Miss Ada or Dr Rees had heard from the wars ; 
and Miss Ada used to tear me olf a bit of Mr. Edgar's letters, when he 
spoke of you, and give it me. 

Stump. What for 1 You don't know how to read. 

Jenny. No ! But it was something to look at and cry over, and put 
under my pillow at night. 

Stump. Hollo I I must not stand gossiping here. Mr. Edgar is to be 
married to Miss Ada to-night. Here's the letter to the curate. All 
the village is invited. 

Jenny. Miss Ada married ! Mr. Edgar returned 1 

Stump. Why, have they not been betrothed ever since they were 
children 1 What's the matter with you 1 

Jenny. Two months ago the news arrived here that Mr. Edgar had 
been killed in battle. When Dr. Rees read it, Miss Ada fell down as 
if she had been shot, and a fever came on her — she lost her senses — 
and she died. 

Stump. Died ! 

Jenny. So Dr. Rees came down and told us — when he ordered her 
coffin from old Graves, the carpenter — and the bells of our church tolled 
for her. The night before her burial, a stranger arrived at Raby Castle, 
—he consulted with Dr. Rees, and the next day they countermanded 
the coffin, and stopped the mourning — Miss Ada had revived. 

Slump. I always thought that old Dr. Rees was a humbug. I re- 
member, when I was a boy, he wanted to stick all the village children 
in the arm with a lancet. What for ! — to give you the small-pox ! He 
said it would cure them of it. He's mad. Well ! 

Jenny. Ever since her recovery, Miss Ada is no longer the same girl 
she was. She is pale and sad. She used to pass hours in speaking to 
me of Mr. Edgar, and now when I mention his name, she shudders 
all over. 

Slump. Marriage will cure her of that. 

Jmny. Will it, really 1 

Slump. I warrant ye. 

Jenny. I say, Joe, I've got the shivers very bad, especially through 
the long winter nights. 

Slump. [Slapping Ids breast. '\ Here's the remedy, to be taken imme- 
diately ! To-night, when the Captain and Miss Anna are married, will 
you be mine ! 



16 THE PHANTOM. 

Jenny. To night I ! you take away my breath ! 

Slum]). That's luy way of doing it — off hand — without any cere- 
mony. 

Jenmj. Without any ceremony ! Oh, you villain, dare you offer to 
marry me without a ceremony ! 

Stump. My dear little Welsh angel — you shall have it all complete — 
parson — bell — marrow-bones — cleavers and all the poetic mind could 
desire. 

Jenny. I'm only an innocent and helpless girl, but, if you take ad- 
vantage of my feelings — 

Stump. Oh! 

Jenny. I should break your back with a chopper ! 

Stump. Moderate your virtue, my dear Jenny — and subdue its indig- 
nant blazes ; come along, and rely on me, the honor of the British soldier 
is a matter of history. 

Jenny. Yes, but my virtue is a matter of fact. And a girl is a fool, 
who relies on her lover, before she has lost all reliance on herself. 

\^Exeunt r. h.. 1 e. 

Scene II. A room in Rahy Castle. 
Enter Colonel Rabv and Edgar, c. d. 

Col. ^Looking o/f.] So Edgar, we have penetrated thus far into Raby 
Castle without seeing a living soul. 

JEdcrar. We are not expected, and you know, my dear Colonel, that 
the whole garrison consists of Dr. Rees, our dear Ada and two ser- 
vants. 

Col. But see, here comes the old Doctor. 

Edgar. Dear old Doctor — the same gentle tutor of my youth — how 
my heart yearns towards him. 

Eiiter Dr. Rees, l. h. 2. e. 

Rees. Strangers 1 — no — yes, it is my dear Edgar, my dear boy — and 
Colonel Raby also ! my kind friends, welcome home. 

Edgar, (l.) I have thought daily of you — and in my trunks below, 
you will find some old books that I picked up in Flanders on your fa- 
vorite subject — Alchemy. 

Rees. (c.) Always the same good, kind heart. 

Edgar. But where is Ada 1 

Rees. On the South Battlement. 

Edgar I know the spot — pardon a lover's impatience. I fly to claim 
the first kiss. . [Exit c. d. 

Col. (r.) Go along, for the finest fellovi^ that ever won a woman's 
heart. 

Rees. (l.) Hist ! [ Walks around and looks off. 

Col. What the plague is the old Dominie about ? 

Rees. Colonel Raby — I thank heaven you have come back. 

Col. What's the matter ] 

Rees. I have to relate to you a strange and wild history that has 
taken place in Raby Castle since your departure. It is now three 



THE PHANTOM. 17 

months ago, Ada and I were seated at breakfast, and the dear girl was 
reading the London Journal which had just arrived with news of the 
great Battle of Blenheim. 

Col. When my rcijiment behaved so bravely. 

Rccs. \^'ith sparkUng eyes she read the praises bestowed on your 
name. — when suddenly tiie paper escaped from her hand, and she fell 
senseless to the ground. 

Col. Edgar was returned killed. 

Rees. I read it then — " Captain Edgar Peveryl mortally wounded, 
died on the following day." 

Col. So we believed, but thanks to the wondrous skill of a strange 
physician, he was snatched from the grave, and ere I could pledge my 
gratitude to our benefactor, he had disappeared from the camp as mys- 
teriously as he entered it. 

Rccs. The news of Edgar's recovery also arrived, but it came too late 
— a brain fever struck my dearest child, and my darling Ada died in 
my arms. 

Col. You terrify me. 

Rees. As I live she was dead ! for five days I watched, and for five 
nights I prayed by her bedside ; — it was the night before her funeral 
when a carriage drove into the castle yard, — A stranger alighted, and 
I met him in this room. He came to see Ada. — I knew not his errand 
— before he could explain it I told him thnt she was dead, still he 
asked to see her. — I would have refused, but he waived me aside, and 
passed by me, finding his way to her chamber, as if every avenue in 
the castle were familiar to him. 

Col. Your story is strange, indeed. 

Rccs. We stood by her bedside ; he gazed long upon her. and then 
placed his hand upon her forehead ; his brow contracted ; his eyes 
seemed to glow with fire. Long time he stood thus, until I started with 
horror ; a shudder quivered through her frame ; she moved. The 
stranger smiled ; he stooped down and pressed his lips to hers ; her 
eyes opened, and she drew a deep sigh. 

Col. She was in a trance. 

Rccs. Slowly, day-by-day, she recovered, but it was not the same 
life that lived in her ; it seemed not to be the same blood that flowed in 
her veins ; her soul appeared to cling to him for support ; she obeyed 
his gestures, and trembled beneath his gaze. 

Col. Speak out, Doctor ; I am a soldier, and love an open heart. 
What do you fear 1 

Rccs. 1 fear that this man deals in witchcraft, and I believe there is 
something in him supernatural. 

Col. Because he cured my child when you had given her up 1 

Rccs. No, because 1 have watched him, and he never eats, drinks, 
or sleeps. At night, he wanders from the castle into the mountains ; 
and one bright moonlight night, from the high turret window, I followed 
his track with my telescope. 

Col. For shame, Doctor ; did you play the spy ■; 

Rccs. He ascended to the very peak of Snowdon, and there, upon a 
ledge of rock, he stood alone, watching the moon rise. As the first 



18 



THE PHANTOM. 



ra3's fell over the snowy-waste, he bared his breast, and spread his arms 
towards the luminary. 

Col. He was gathering herbs and simples, which must be culled at 
that hour to ensure their virtue. 

Rces. The next evening I climbed the mountain, and concealed my- 
self near the spot ; he came ; again his breast seemed to drink in the 
moonbeams. I looked close, when I saw here, in his left bosom, just 
over the heart, was an unclosed wound, as if a pistol bullet had passed 
through him ! 

Col. Ha ! ha ! would you have me believe that this gentleman is 
dead as well as Ada ? 

Miter Ada and Edgar, c. d. 

Look there, you old infidel, there's life, and the best proof of it — Love ! 

Ada. (l.) jMy dearest father ! [Crosses to c. — embraces Colonet.. 

Col. (r.) My darling child, do I behold you again ; but you look pale. 

Edgar, (l.) She has been ill, very ill, and she is still weak. 

Ada. (c.) No, your presence revives me ; but forgive me, dear father, 
and you, Edgar, pardon me, if I am no longer the same thoughtless 
girl you once knew. I knew not how much I am changed until this 
moment, when I can remember our parting, and I compare it now with 
our meeting. 

Edgar. Her memory has faded — her hand fell listless into mine, and 
as I spoke words of love and fondness, she echoed them as from the 
hollowness of her heart. 

Ada. No, no, I love you, more — more than ever ; but I am still in the 
trance from which he recovered me. 

Edgar. Your physician ? 

Ada. Aye ! and yours — Rookwood. 

p f ^ * > Rookwood ! 

Recs. Yon know him 1 

Edgar. It is to him I owe my life. 

Col. His appearance here is rather strange. 

Ada. I know all. When I fell into a trance, I saw you lying in 
your tent, dead ; I saw Rookwood arrive, and I watched by your bed- 
side during recovery. 

Col. She raves ! 

Ada. Rookwood hastened hither; day and night he travelled; he 
lavished gold, and flew over the land. I saw him coming, and also I 
saw the preparations for my funeral ; oh. It was a terrible thing, father, 
for I could not tell if they would not bury me ere he arrived. I strug- 
gled to speak, but I was cold and motionless, living, but dead. 

Col. This is, indeed, terrible, my child ! 

Ada. But he came — he came, and I revived, yet my life is held in 
his power. When he approaches, a thrill quivers throuffh my veins ; I 
am enchanted by his eyes, as a bird beneath the fascination of a ser- 
pent. 

Edgar. [^Aside.'\ Oh, what pang of suspicion is this that seizes my 
heart 1 — can it be that she loves him 1 _ 



THE PHANTOM. 



19 



Col. My dearest Ada, all this is only the effect of an overwrought 
imagination ; as your strength returns, you will laugh at these follies. 

Ada. No, it is not folly ; for now — now — I feel that he is approaching 
this room — he crosses the battlements — -see. he enters the corridor — his 
eyes are fixed upon me ! 

Edgar. \_Gazing at Aer.] You cannot sec him. 

Ada. But my soul can. 

Col. Ada ! 

Ada. He comes ! he comes ! 

Enter Alan Raby, c. from l. 

Col. Rookwood ! 

Edgar. 'Tis he 1 

Alan. Behold your child, Colonel Raby, restored to life. 

Edgar. She trembles ! — lean upon me, dearest. \^Crosses to R. c. 

Col. How shall I repay you this double debt "? I owe you the lives 
of my two children. 

Edgar. Let me lead you forth into the air ; we will revisit the spots 
so dear to us both, and where, as children, we exchanged our love. 

Ada. I cannot — he — he — enthrals me ! 

Alan. Go, Ada — lead Edgar to the spots you love — go ! 

Ada. Come {Exit Edgar and Ada, c, and off i.. h. 

Col. [^Aside ] I will demand an explanation of Rookwood, who, and 
•what is he1 and what mystery is this which surrounds him'' and why 
does he thus be.-tow upon my family obligations I can never repay \ — 
[.4/o«rf.] Doctor ! {^Crossing to l. c] I see that the corporal has arrived 
with our luggage. You will find amongst it a box marked with your 
name ; open it, it contains some choice volumes, a rare feast — a collec- 
tion of monki:ih recipes and a book of Arabian charms. 

Rces. If I could only find amongst them a recipe to exorcise the devil. 

Col. HusJi ! {^Exit Ur. Rees, l. h. 1 e. 

Alan, (c.) You aie suprprised, Colonel Ral.'y, to find me here, and no 
less surprised to account wherefore onu who- is a stranger to you and 
yours should bestow obligations on your family, which you know not 
how to repay 

Col. [l. h.] You anticipate my very thoughts. 

Alan. You shrink from the mystery that surrounds me, and my ap- 
pearance affects you strangely. 

Col. I must confess it. 

Alan. I seem almost unearthly. 

Col It is doubtless the efi'ect of study. 

Alan No — it is the result of a mortal wound 

Col. In the left breast 1 

Alan. \^Aside.'\ I thought so — I have been betrayed. [Aloud.'] By the 
study I lavished on my own life to preserve it, I was enabled to save 
that of your child. 

Col. I can never forget it, sir — never ! 

Alan. Y'ou will, when you know all. My presence here was not to 
bring you aid and comfort, but mi.-ery and destruction. In a word, I 
am the legal master of the broad acres which you usurp, and I am the 
lawful lord of Raby Castle ! 



20 THE PHANTOM. 

Col Youl 

Alan. By what title do you hold this estate? 

Col. The clearest in the world. The last of the old Raby family, Sir 
Alan Raby, died, or was killed, rather, and leaving no will, the estate 
reverted to a distant branch of the Raby's, and I am their descendant. 

Alan. You are mistaken ; Alan Raby did leave a will, and here it is. 

Col. How ! [Takes an old document from Alan. 

Alan. It is in his own handwriting, which may easily be identified, 
dated a few months before his death. — It bequeaths this estate to Ger- 
vase Rookwood, and of that man I am the descendant. 

Col. But why was not this claim pressed before 1 

Alan. The Rookwood herein named, was a Puritan, and fled to Ame- 
rica ; when this document reached him he was proscribed, and dared 
not return to England to claim this estate. He died, and until now the 
claim has been overlooked. 

Col. Mr. Rookwood. frankly, I am confounded by this intelligence ; 
but there is a proud joy that mingles with my sorrow, for now I can in 
some degree give you proof of my gratitude. I yield you immediate 
possession. The tenants are gathering in the hall to witness Edgar's 
marriage. I will there announce to them that in you they behold their 
future lord. 

Enter Edgar, c. 

Edgar, 5^ou have often ret»retted that Ada was wealthy, while you were 
penniless. Read that document, [Gives Edgar the icill,'] your pride is 
satisfied, for she is no longer the heiress of Raby, but the poor child of 
a soldier of fortune. 

Edgar. Rookwood ! 

Col. Rookwood, who preserved Ada for your love — Rookwood, who 
saved your life 

Edgar. [Advancing to Alan.] You saved my life, but you have rob- 
bed me of all that made life dear — Ada lives, but she lives for you alone 
— who are you, that have bereft us of all, yet seem to be our bene- 
factor 1 

Col. Edgar! 

Edgar. She loves him — she has confessed the terrible fascination he 
possesses over her — she clung to me with tears, and faintly repeated 
her vows of love, but I knev»f they came not from her heart 

Col. Rookwood, you love my child, you have shown her that deed, 
and to save me from beggary she would consent to wed you. 

Enter Ada, c. 

Alan. She is here — let her speak. 

Col. Ada, come hither ; you have seen the tenants of this estate 
assembling in the hall — do you know why they are here 1 

Ada. They come to welcome home their lord and master, my noble 
father. 

Col. (c ) No. I am no longer the lord of Raby Castle — yonder is 
my successor. 

Ada. (l. c.) He ! 



THE PHANTOM. 21 

Col. Listen, my child. There stands your lover — here, the saviour 
of your dear life : both love you ; let your heart judge between those 
men. 

Ada. My father ! \^She stands bewildered. 

Col. If you no longer love my poor Edgar, do not dishonor him by 
yielding him a heartless bride ; but if for my sake you would sacrifice 
your young heart to preserve my fortune, you would be trebly false to 
your lover, and to your father ! 

Enter Corporal Stump, c. d. 

Slump. Colonel, the curate has arrived and awaits you in the chapel. 
The tenants are assembled in the hall. 

Col. The curate has come to bless your union, Ada. 

Ada. [Still bcivildercd.] Mine! 

Col. I leave you to decide. 

[Exit CoL. Raby followed by the Corporal, c. d. 

Ada. (c.) What do I hear I 

Alan, (r.) You hear that I love you. Ada, my soul, are you not 
mine — are you not she whom I have snatched from the jaws of death 1 
I love you, your young life shall revive me, and for this end I bade you 
live. 

Ada. What power is this that oppresses me 1 

Ala7i. It is my will ; mine eyes fix upon thy heart as if with fangs, 
while my soul like a serpent entwines thine within its folds, and crushes 
thee to my will. Ada, thou art mine I 

Ada. Spare me. Yes, thou art my master ; I cannot oppose thee. 

Edgar, [l. Goes to Ada.] She turns away from me. Not one look, 
Ada — Ada, will you not speak to mel 

Ada. Edgar, no, no — I love you — my heart is 

Alan. Peace ! 

Edgar. Farewell : I would that I could have made you happy. 

Ada. Do not leave me. 

Edgar. I cannot bear to witness your love bestowed upon another — 
farewell. Dearest Ada, may you be happy ! \^Exit c. d. 

Ada. Edgar ! Edgar 

Alan. Stay — retire to your chamber — robe yourself for the altar, and 
remain there until my will beckons thee to come. 

Ada. I obey. [^Turns — Exit Ada, l. h. 2 e. 

Alan. She is mine ! To-night, ere the moon rises, a new life drawn 
from the pure heart of a maiden must enter into this form. Ada shall 
be the victim — her life for mine ! [Exit Alan Raby, c. p. 

Scene III. — An apartment in tlve Castle. 
Enter Dr. Rees, l. h., with an old book. 

Rees. Amongst the medical books which the Colonel brought from 
Flanders, I found this — a rare work by Dr. Dee. It is a Dictionary of 
Necromancy. [Examines book. 

Enter Jenny and Corporal, r. 1 e. 

Stump. Jenny, how do you feel just before marriage — don't you feel 



22 THE PHANTOM, 

Jenny. No. 

Stump. Don't you feel the responsibility 1 

Jenny. No — what does it feel like 1 

Stump. Do you know the duties of a wife 1 

Jenny. Yes ; she is always up first, makes the fires, cleans up, and 
gets breakfast, washes everything, cooks the dinner, tidies round, waits 
up for you at night while you are drinking at the public house, creeps 
out after you and leads you home drunk, puts you to bed, and swears 
to all the neighbprs that you are the best of husbands. 

Stump. Jenny, your ideas of matrimony coincide with mine exactly. 

Roes. What do I see 1 

Stump. Eh ! — oh, 'tis the Doctor ! 

Rees. Oh, powers of darkness ! what is this 1 \Reads.'\ " The Vam- 
*' pire : This strange mon.ster is well authenticated — chiefly known in 
*' Germany. It is said that if a dead person be exposed to the first 
" rays of the rising moon which touch the earth, a false life is instilled 
*' into the corpse." 

Stump. Oh, Lord ! 

Rees. [Reads.'\ "Which possesses movement, and all signs of ordi- 
" nary existence, except that there is no pulsation in the heart — this 
*' creature, living against the will of heaven, eats not, drinks not, nor 
'* does he require the refreshment of sleep," I am all over a cold per- 
" spiration ! 

Stump. What does he live on 1 

Rees. [Reads.'] " This phantom recruits its life by drawing the life 
*' blood from the veins of the living, but more especially it chooses 
" victims from amongst maidens pure and spotless. As the body of 
*' this monster is bloodless, so his face is said to be as pale as death." 

Jemiy. Oh, dear ! the old Dominie is going to faint ! 

Rees. Jenny ! Joe ! — let me recover my reason. Is there not a legend 
in the village, a terrible story about this castle 1 

Jenny. The curse of Raby ! 

Rees. At long intervals the Phantom of Alan Raby visits this place, 
and his presence is known by the mysterious death of some daughter 
of his race. 

Stump. Sixty years ago the beautiful Maud Raby was found mur- 
dered on the south battlement, the night before her bridal. 

Jenny. But what does that matter now ? 

Enter Edgar, k, h. 

Rees. Nothing. 

Eduar. Go, Corporal, the Colonel wants you in the chapel. 

Stump. Come along, Jenny. [Crosses to l. h.] The parson- is waiting 
like an executioner to tie the fatal knot. Oh, mysterious matrimony — 
as the dying philosopher said, " Now for the great secret !" 

[Exeu7it Corporal and Jenny. 

Rees. Edgar, my dear boy, where is Ada? 

Edgar. My dear tutor, Ada loves me not. and I have fled from the 
sight of that'happiness which she has bestowed upon another. 

Rees. Another! 



THE PHANTOM. 23 

Ed<;ar. You see this deed ! {^Produces the WdL'\ It is the will ot 
Sir Alan Raby. 

liccs lm{)ossible! what is here ? [^Examines the paper.'] Conveyance 
of the lands of Raby to Gervase Rookwood ! 

Eii^iir. Aye, Rookwood, whom she loves — she has confessed it, and 
even now she stands beside him at the altar, and the priest blesses 
their union. 

Jiccs. Wedded to him ! And to save his estate, the Colonel consents 
to trive his only child to this demon : 

Edirai. You wrong him ; Rookwood is a noblo, generous rival. 

Rces. You are all mad together. Stay, let me examine this paper — 
yes, amongst the old deeds contained in the family chest I have often 
read over the documents written by Alan Raby, and this is his hand- 
writing — Ah ! — Stop ! — what date is this will, — see 1 

Edirar. 1645. 

lic's. Now sec the water-mark upon the paper, — can you dis- 
tinguish it 1 

Edgar. 1750 ! 

Rces. Yet it is written in Alan Raby's hand — written by him on 
paper manufactured a hundred years after his death. 

Edgar. A forgery ! 

Rccs. Were I to tell you who. and what this creature is — you would 
laugh at my fears— but there is proof enough to save Ada from his 
clutch. [Peasautri/ shout outside.] It is too late — the ceremony is 
over ; they are now proceeding to the vestry to sign the contract. 

Edgar. There we may compare with this paper, the signature of 
Rookwood — if it agree, I will protect Ada with my life ! 

[Exit Edgar, l. h. 

Pecs. And I will protect you all with mine. Now for the struggle 
with this phantom — let us see — what says the dictionary : [Peads.] 
" The Vampire can be destroyed by fire, or by a bullet, which must 
pierce his heart." I saw the Coloners pistol-case in the hall. ''After 
death, his body must be kept from the moonlight, or, by the virtue of 
its rays, he will revive." There's the prescription — I'll go and make 
it up. [Exit Dr. Rees, l. h. 

Scene IV. — A Room in the Castle. 

Alan R.\by, Ada Rabv, Colonel Raby, Jenny and Corporal Stump 
discovered. — Table u. h., xoith Book ^and Writiiig materials zcpon it. — 
The Curate seated. — Tableau. 

Curate. The papers are ready for signature. 

Stujnp. Let me sign. [Wrt/cs.] There — Joseph Stump. Now, 
Jenny, it is your turn — make your cross 

Jcnmj There. [Sifjns.] Now. Mr. Curate, this man belongs to me, 
don't he \ [Goes to Corporal Stump. 

Stump. I surrender. 

Citrate. Now the bridegroom will sign. 

Col. Speak, Ada, or shall I believe that silence gives consent ! 



24 THE PHANTOM. 

Jenny. \^Asidc to Stump.] Only to think of Miss Ada jilting Mr. 
Edgar. 

Stump. Hush ! — see, there he is. 

Enter Edgar and Dr. Rees, at the hack, c. d. 

Alan. She is mine. [Signs. 

[Edgar advances, and compares the signature with the writing of the 
icill. 
Now, my beloved, let your hand for the last time trace the name of 
Ada Raby. 

Edgar. Hold ! I forbid this marriage to proceed. 

Col. Edgar 1 

Alan. What means this outrage, sir 1 

Col. She faints !— Ada 

Alan. My bride I let me recover her 

Rees. [l.- c. up.'] Stop ! I'll see to her. Bear her into the next 
room — Jenny, lend us your help. 

[Colonel Rabv, Curate atid Jennv bear out Ada, c. 
Hist ! Corporal, I want you. 

Stump. Me ! 

Hecs. Listen ! [Dr. Rees atid Corporal Stump withdraw at c. 

Alan. [l. c] Now, sir — may I ask for some explanation of your con- 
duct ! 

Edgar, [r. c] It is easily given. You are discovered ! I hold in 
my hand the proof of your imposture — your signature yonder and this 
will are in the same hand-writing. 

Alan. Malediction ! And is this all the proof you possess to affix so 
grave a charge 1 

Edsar. No — it is not all the proof I have — this testament, purporting 
to be the will of Sir Alan Raby, and bearing date one hundred years 
ago, is written upon paper which has a water-mark shewing it to be 
scarcely five years old ! / 

Alan. Well, sir, I confess it — that document is in my hand-writing. 
I intended to buy the hand, if I failed to secure the heart : — but she 
loves me ! 

Edgar. She knows not that you are an impostor, 

Alan. You will tell her so — and thus, if you cannot gain her love 
you may at least blast her happiness. 

Edgar. You saved my life — but that life is pledged to protect her 
against one who is capable of such an act as this. 

Alan. I read your purpose. You will speak, if I do not silence you 
for ever ; be it so. Meet me to-night, Avith what weapons and at what 
place you choose ; let the survivor of a deadly combat obtain the hand 
of Ada Raby. 

Edgar. Agreed. Where shall we meet? 

Alan. In one hour hence the moon will rise above the peaks of 
Snowdon 

Edgar. The peaks of Snowdon ! 

Alan. There is a ledge of rock upon the topmost summit ; it over- 
hangs the torrent, affording just room enough for two deadly enemies 



THE PIIAN'TOM. 25 

to stand — a deep abyss is all around, — it will serve for my grave or 
yours. 

Edgar. You select a strange time and place, 

Alaii. Our combat must be without witnesses — as the cause of it 
must remay|»unkno\vn. The disappearance of either of us will cause 
no surprise. 

Edgar. 1 will meet you on the rock in an hour hence. 

Alan. In an hour \_Exit Edgar, r. h. 

He is mine ! [Dr. Rees and Corporal Stump appear at back. 

Rccs. [In a low tone.] Follow Edgar — don't lose sight of him. 

Stu7np. [In a loio voice] I'll stick to him like a shadow. 

[ Disappears quickly, r. h. 

Rees. ril attend to this one. Where shall I conceal myself ] Yon- 
deris the bridal chamber {^Crosses to e. h., and Exits, 2 e. 

Aliin. Now for my bride ! Long ere I seek young Edgar's life- 
blood, Ada's loving spirit shall pass into my heart. AVhere is she ? 
I see her ; she sleeps titfully — her father leaves her ; he quits the room 
to seek Edgar. She is alone with the village girl. So. nov^' the rustic 
bride moves towards the door, and leaves my victim alone. Ada ! 
Ada ! arise I — she obeys me. Come, I command thee ! — -so, she ap- 
proaches — she IS a slave to my will I 

Enter Ada, c. 
She sleeps — Ada ! 

Ada. I am here. [Down c, 

Alan. (l. h.) Ada I [She recoils from his touch. 

Ada. Touch me not, thy touch strikes cold into my heart — oh ! let 
me sleep. 

Alan. No — awake and be thyself, the hour is come. 

Ada. Ah I my brain reels round 

Alan. Ada — thou knowest mc ] 

Ada. From what horrible dream do I awake 1 

Alan. Ada I 

Ada. Ah ! — you here ? 

Alan. Why do you look thus upon me 1 

Ada. Begone ! you inspire me with terror. 

Alan. Thou lovest me, thy soul is mine. Come to my heart, thou 
can'st not escape the spell my spirit has cast upon thine. Why do you 
repulse 

Ada Because that breast upon which you press me, seems to be the 
bosom of a corpse, and from the heart within I feel no throb of life ! 

Alan. Ah! dost thou know me, then ! 

Ada. Away — phantom I demon I — thy soul is dark, thy heart is cold. 

Alan. Ada — thy life must pass into that heart. 

Ada. Avaunt I — leave me ! — my father — Edgar — oh ! my voice is 
choked with fear — avoid thee, fiend ! abhorrent spectre ! 

• [Bet reals into room, r. h. 2 e. 

Alan. She is mine. [Going to r. h. u. 

Enter Dk. Rees, a pistol in one hand, and the Great Book in the other. 
Bees. Stop ! 



26 THE PHANTOM. 

Alan. Perdition ! 

Rees. All right, I've got a preparation for you. Dr Dee's Dictionary 
of Necromancy, under the genus Phantom, species Vampire, — how the 
animal may be destroyed by a bullet in the heart — I'm dead on the 
place ! ^ 

Alan. Fool! what means this rhapsody 1 

Rees. It means that there is just a doubt on my mind whether you 
are mortal or devil, and I will give you the benefit of that doubt, if you 
will make a rush for it ; ecod, if not, I'll chance it. 

Alan. Madman ! you shall repent this outrage. [^.9i<ie.] Edgar 
awaits me, I have a victim yet. lExit Alan, c. 

Rees. He's gone — I'll stick to him. [Exit Dr. Rees, c. 

Scene V. — A Rocky Pass near the summit of Snowdon. 

Enter Edgar, l. h. 

Edgar. For an hour have I watched, yet he comes not ; the faint 
light of the coming moon shows that the hour is near ; yonder must be 
the ledge of rocks of which he spoke. I will await him there. 

{Exit Edgar, r. h. 

Enter Corporal Stump, cautiously, l. h. 

Stump. There he goes, still higher, over rocks and along goat tracks. 
I never was so near heaven before ; — hush ! I hear a footstep, some one 
ascends the mountain. [^Conceals himself. 

Enter Alan, l. h. 

Alan. I saw a form on this spot. 

Stump. lPeepi7ig.'\ 'Tis the devil j Rookwood ! 

Alan. Ha I yonder he climbs the path ; at least for him there is no 
escape ; at one blow I satisfy my hate, I obtain my revenge, and revive 
my drooping life. [Exit Alan, r. h. 

Stump. Ha ! he follows the captain — Oh ! Lord ! what am I to do 1 

Enter Dr. Rees, l h. 

Rees. Hush !— I'll tell you. 

Stump. Doctor ! — are you there 1 

Rees Yes. and I have got my case of instruments and my dictionary 
— where is Edgar 1 

Stump. Yonder — look ! 

Ree.'i. I see him ; now. corporal, to work : are you a good shot 1 

S/jimp. I can knock the cork out of a bottle of wine at forty paces. 

Rccs. In that case, take these pistols. 

Stump. They belong to the Colonel, I know them well. 

Rees. Are they true ] 

Stump. As gospel I 

Rees. Then follow me, for most likely I shall want them to preach — 
hush ! — softly — this way. [Exeunt, r. h. 



THE PHANTOM. 27 

ScENt VI, AND LAST. — The Pcuks of SnowdoTi ; Edoae discovered. 

Edgar. How chill the air is on this height, but how pure. The slight- 
est sound is audible. Hark ! a footstep — yes, a dark form emerges 
from yonder group of rocks — "tis llookwood ! 

Enter Alan, l. h. 

Alan. I am here. 

Edgar. Our business needs no preface, sir ; I am at your service. 

Alan. Yonder is the rock — follow me. 

[^Exeunt, and re-enter upon the ledge of rocks. They take off their 
coats and waistcoats. 
Edgar. Now, sir, I am ready, but, there is scarce room enough to 
engage our weapons — they are too long. 
Alan. But this is short enough I 

[ Casts himself on Edgar icith a poignard. 
Edgar. A dagger ! — ah, traitor ! — murderer ! 

[Edg.kk falls — Alan kneels over him. 
Alan. Take it in thy throat, and let me slake my thirst in thy life- 
blood ! 

[-4 shot is heard outside — Alan falls back with a cry — Edgar rises. 

Enter Dr. Rees and Corporal, l. h. 

Stump. I say, Doctor, I rung the bell, didn't 1 1 

Edgar. Doctor — Corporal — from what a monster have you pre- 
served me ! [Disappears from ledge. 
Rees. See, a party with torches, ascend. It is the Colonel. 

Enter Col. Raby, Ada and Jenny, l. h. 

Col. I heard the sound of fire-arms. 
Ada. Where is Edgar ? 

Enter Edgar, r. h. 

Edgar. Here, dearest Ada, here, my own ! 

[Embraces Ada. — Dr. Rees exits, r. h. 

Col. You have escaped the impostor. 

Edgar. Yonder he lies, pierced through the heart by a bullet. 

Stnmp. And I shan't sleep any the worse on my wedding night, be- 
cause I pulled the trigger. 

Col. Ere the good old doctor hurried on your track, he related the 
particulars of the forgery ; trembling in every limb, he proclaimed the 
wretch to be the phantom of Alan Ilaby I [The moon begins to rise. 

Ada. Dear, dear Edgar, the fearful influence of that man has passed 
from me, and I am your own again. 

Col. But come, let us return home, the moon is rising, it will light 
our path. To-morrow we will send assistance to remove the body of 
that unhappy man. 

Slump. But where is the Doctor 1 

[The limbs of Alan begin to show life. — Dr. Rees appears on the 
ledge of rock. 



28 THE PHANTOM. 

Recs . Here I am, don't be anxious, I have a little duty to perform 
up here. I shan't be long. 

Edgar. A^'hat can he mean ? 

Rccs. Aye, now for the prescription. \^Iicads.'\ " It is said, that if 
" the dead body of the vampire be exposed to the first rays of the rising 
" moon which touch the earth, a false life is instilled into the corpse." 
And see. he revives — he. revives ! 

Col. Stop, Doctor, I command you. 

Rees. \^Reads.'] " After death, his body must therefore be preserved 
" from the moonlight, lest, by virtue of its rays, he might revive.'' Sec — 
watch his heaving form — already the life comes back to him, limb by 
limb ! 

Col. Hold ! what would you do ! 

Recs. Exterminate the phantom — into this black chasm, where the 
light of heaven never visited, I cast his body ! — may his dark spirit 
sink as low into eternal perdition ! 

[Casts the body 0/ Alan Rabv into the abyss. 



to WasliipjTfon, and then to riii'aflclpbia. She \Yas cngatrcd to appear at the 
Chestnut Street Theatre, then in its last stage of decay. But from her it fjained 
new life ; once more tlionsands thronged its old poi'ches and shook its roof with 
their tlmnders of applause. She gave an extension of life to the Chestnut. 
From thence she visited Chicago, Buffalo, Louisville. Cincinnati, and St. 
Louis. At New Orleans, in 1Sj5, she appeared as " Violet," in 

THE LIFE OP AN ACTRESS, 

A Pr^AY, IN FIVK .ACTS, CY DION BOUIICICAULT. 

We need give no description of this work. The whole press of the United 
States has recorded its merits. There was no dissentient voice. It is what the 
A', y. Daily Time;; and Herald pronounced it to be, " The greatest dramatic 
effort of our age, and had the auihor never written but this one play, he would 
have entitle! himself to a high place amongst the dramatists of the vrorld." 
Amongst the works dedicated by Mr. Bourcicau't to Miss Robertson, and 
whicli she performs with her own exquisite grace, are 

THE CAT CHANGED INTO A WOMAN, 

A P!ECB or NATURAL M.\GIC, IN ONF, ACT, BY DTON COURCICACLT, 



THE CHAMELEON, 

A MUSICAT, INTKRLUDK, I.N ONB ACT, BY THE SAME AUTHOR. 

In the Summer of 185G, Mr. Stuart proposed to take Wallack's Theatre, in 
New York, if Miss Robertson would support his enterprise. A small, but effi- 
cient company was engaged, and under the advice and direction of Mr. Bour- 
ciCAULT, the theatre was opened on July 1st, with 

THE PHANTOM, 

A LEGF.NDARY drama in two acts, by DION BOURCICAULT. 

In one week the success of the enterprise was established, and although op- 
posed by the greatest attractions at other theatres— Burton, the Ravels, the 
Bowery, and a host of entertainments— the theatre was crowded to excess, 
and the enterprise netted ten thousand dollars in a run of eleven weeks, unpa- 
ralleled in the hi.vtory of the New York stage. Still the attraction of Miss 
Robertson was paramount, and Mr. Burton secured her for his new theatre. 
She appeared in ail her favo:itc clriractcrs, and amongst others in 

BLUEBELLE, 

A FAIRY TALE, IN TWO ACTS, BY DION BOURCICAULT. 

This is one of the sweetest creations of her genius; it is not second to her 
"Young Actress." 

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